Scanning the nearby Tartar army, Hua Jin, with a cold and fierce expression, suddenly smiled slightly as she looked at the gathering troops.
Gathering together is good, the interest is almost collected, time to leave, let's give them a final big gift, it wasn't in vain to labor for two days in the space.
In Hua Jin's light laughter, one Thunderfire bomb after another floated in mid-air.
"Go," with a gentle hook of her index finger, each Thunderfire bomb swiftly fell into the crowd.
"Hu-wa..." Amidst the sound accompanied by violent explosions, limbs flew, splattering onto the living warriors, pushing those who were already on the brink of collapse completely insane.
Some even went berserk, unable to distinguish friend from foe, raising their weapons to hack at the people beside them, wanting to quickly eliminate the enemies in front of them.
